"Why did you do this?" Feng You stood up and suddenly laughed. "Xie Buwen, didn't you know? You had already noticed something was wrong, hadn't you?"
"Or is it that all the other disciples are fine, but your daughter isn't?"
"In my eyes, how is your daughter different from others?"
Under the heavenly law, all are but ants; among cultivators, the strong are respected. He didn't see anything wrong with that.
Xie Buwen was trembling all over. Yes, Feng You was right. He had discovered where the missing disciple had gone before Zhang Anran, but he did not stop it.
He was blinded by the prospect of his ancestor entering the Integration Stage and the Heavenly Profound Sect becoming the number one sect. He acquiesced to and condoned all of this!
But he didn't think that his daughter was among the things that could be sacrificed!
No! He had suspected his daughter's disappearance in the middle of the night, but he dared not and could not think of Fengyou Mountain.
"Father, once the Heavenly Ladder is restored, I will take you to ascend! We will be together forever!"
Cause and effect are cyclical, but this retribution shouldn't befall his daughter!
"No!" Xie Buwen's aura surged, enveloped in black energy. "Feng You, I will kill you!"
His beliefs collapsed, and self-blame, guilt, and hatred turned into unbearable pain. In front of everyone, Xie Buwen fell into demonic possession on the spot.
Feng You scoffed, "A fool's dream!"
Xie Buwen couldn't care less about anything else, even though his cultivation level was still far behind Feng You's.
Everything that happened today seems like a farce. Others don't know what Xie Buwen saw in the Mirror Spirit, but by connecting these glimpses of clues, they can piece together the general facts.
Zhang Hengbo looked at the people fighting and gave a pale, weak smile. He then said to Ye Chen beside him, "Let's go."
Then, he placed Haoqing Zhenren's memorial tablet in his arms, carried the unconscious Zhang Yanran on his back, and walked step by step towards the outside of Tianxuan Sect.
The Tianxuan Sect was in complete chaos, so naturally no one came out to stop him.
The three elders of the sect finally arrived from outside and immediately gave them the order to leave: "It is inconvenient for you to stay today, but we will definitely invite you to visit us again another day."
Chi Jingchun, the peak master of Medicine Peak, spoke up: "Daoheng, see the guest out."
Daoheng hesitated, then could only nod.
"Let's go." Fu Mingxu glanced at the sky above Fengyou Mountain and tugged at Han Tao's sleeve.
Those present today include members of the Sword Sect and the Medicine Sect, as well as many inner disciples. Even if the unspeakable content was not shown, Feng You's previous statement was tantamount to an admission on the spot, leaving no room for excuses.
The rest depends on how the Tianxuan Sect handles it.
With so many people "witnessing" this, things are bound to end badly.
"Okay." Han Tao lowered his eyes, suddenly bent down and hugged him in his arms. Just as Fu Mingxu was about to get angry, he took him and disappeared from the spot.
What followed was a statement that reached everyone's ears: "I do indeed possess a demonic seed. I will return to the Medicine Sect in two days to discuss a solution together."
Wenren Tuo stared in surprise at the disappearing golden light: "He knew?"
Upon hearing this, Qi Muyuan retorted, "Do you think everyone else is a fool?"
After saying that, without looking at the other person's angry expression, he said to the Immortal Lord Siyang beside him, "Master, the people outside are really treacherous. Let's go back to Tianyan Sect."
Si Yang: May I ask how old you are now?
However, there was no need to stay here any longer. He nodded and said, "Let's go to the market first."
Just as the two were about to leave, Shen Changting called out to them, "Qi Muyuan."
Qi Muyuan turned around, a cold glint in his eyes: "What? Sect Leader Shen wants to duel with me?"
After he finished speaking, an unstoppable sword aura struck, but it missed Shen Changting and landed in Fengyou Mountain.
The next moment, Feng You fell from the sky and was crushed by demonic energy. The three elders of Tianxuan Sect were frantically trying to separate the two.
"You!" Shen Changting was furious.
"What about me?" Qi Muyuan said calmly, not feeling that he had done anything wrong. "Does Sect Leader Shen also think that Feng You did the right thing?"
"I almost forgot, you two were just singing in unison."
Shen Changting had no idea about Fengyou's furnace cauldron, and his chest heaved violently with anger.
At this moment, Immortal Lord Siyang realized that no one was behind him. He flicked his moon-white wide sleeves, turned around, and called out, "Are you still leaving or not?"
The coldness on Qi Muyuan's face disappeared, and he smiled and said, "Master, wait for me!"
He suddenly turned around and said, "If you want to discuss swordsmanship, go to the Tianyan Sect and find me."
"Oh, and remember to send a visiting card."
What happened at Fengyou Mountain did not end after they left. Just as Fu Mingxu was being carried by Han Tao over the gate of Tianxuan Mountain, he heard a violent explosion behind him.
Han Tao held his arm without moving, followed his movement to look behind him, his gaze piercing through the clouds, and slowly said, "Xie Buwen dragged Feng You and self-destructed."
No one expected that the sect leader and the True Lord of Tianxuan Sect would meet such an end, which is truly lamentable.
Unable to see what was happening, Fu Mingxu frowned and asked, "Feng You is dead?"
After this incident, the Tianxuan Sect not only lost its most precious treasure, the Heaven and Earth Mystic Mirror, but also its only Mahayana cultivator, and even its sect leader fell into demonic possession and died.
Han Tao nodded, not feeling sorry for the two of them.
When they returned to the market, news came that the Tianxuan Sect urgently summoned all disciples who were training outside to return to the sect. From today onwards, the Tianxuan Sect will be closed, and the reopening time will be uncertain.
The matter ended abruptly, and Fu Mingxu only felt that it was over when he saw Zhang Hengbo at the entrance of Yunshilou.
He had Han Tao put him down, leaned against him, glanced at Zhang Yanran who was still unconscious, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Take her upstairs, I want to take a look."
Having witnessed what had happened before, Zhang Hengbo trusted him completely. Upon hearing this, he carefully carried his junior sister on his back and followed Manager Liu up the stairs.
As Fu Mingxu reached the top of the stairs, a sharp pain shot through his ankle. He glanced at Han Tao beside him and said in despair, "You should carry me up."
Well, as long as he doesn't dwell on it, using the other person as a means of transportation that can run and fly is still quite useful.
Besides, no one else saw it here.
Han Tao didn't refuse and easily picked him up and carried him up the stairs. As they passed through the corridor, Fu Mingxu belatedly remembered something: "Um, did you guys forget about that merman?"
A merman who had traveled thousands of miles to find his wife was locked in a guest room and not allowed to leave, not even knowing that the matter was over.
Han Tao remained silent, carried him into the guest room, placed him on a chair, and then said, "I'll bring him here right away."
Fu Mingxu stopped him, saying with difficulty, "Let's not talk about it for now. Let me figure out Zhang Yanran's situation first."
"Okay." Han Tao stopped him from getting up and carried him, chair and all, to the bedside.
Manager Liu watched in disbelief, but dared not say a word.
Zhang Hengbo couldn't wait any longer. After putting his junior sister down, he hurriedly asked, "Young Master Fu, is there any hope for my junior sister?"
When he asked, his heart was filled with self-blame and unease.
After Fu Mingxu had asked him in detail about his junior sister's situation, he tapped his thigh lightly with his finger while thinking and said in a deep voice, "You said that if her life is saved, she can definitely be saved, but I need to investigate her specific situation before I can know more."
Why are cultivators most afraid of soul searching?
Because the memories within the soul are the most real and also the most untouchable, the slightest carelessness can not only damage the sea of consciousness but also destroy the integrity of the soul.
For the person whose soul is searched, this is an extremely dangerous and painful experience.
The only saving grace is that Zhang Yanran does indeed possess traces of a Heavenly Mystic Beast, which is essentially the fusion of pure mountain energy.
In other words, she had a bit more luck than others, and that bit of luck might just be her only chance of survival.
Zhang Hengbo's face showed even more pain. Having his cultivation destroyed, he was completely indifferent to his own situation, only feeling immense heartache for his senior and junior sisters.
If Master were here, given his protective nature, Senior Sister and Junior Sister would not be in their current predicament.
He's useless.
Fu Mingxu was unaware of the pain in his heart. He simply gestured for everyone to be quiet, and then the chaotic energy at his fingertips condensed into threads that probed into Zhang Yanran's meridians.
The room was unusually quiet, and Zhang Hengbo held his breath, afraid of disturbing him.
Han Tao glanced inside carefully, and finding no danger, a wisp of dragon breath quietly entered Fu Mingxu's hair ribbon, then slowly retreated.
He found the shadow in a corner.
"Master, here is what you requested." The two rounds of sunshine today were too bright, making Ying feel very tired, but he still dutifully said, "It's two top-quality Dragon Blood Fruits. Han Zhengzhi will bring the rest."
Han Tao nodded, swallowed the dragon blood fruit without even looking at it, and sure enough, he felt his heart blood begin to recover.
Then, with a flick of his finger, a wisp of chaotic energy was squeezed out of his body. With a flick of golden light, this wisp of chaotic energy, which he had asked to be fed back, dissipated into the air.
Ying stood there respectfully, unable to resist speaking, "Master, the sun is too strong today. I would like to enter your shadow to hibernate, is that alright?"
It's really too much to ask a shadow to run around in the sun.
"Okay." Han Tao nodded.
Shadow's face lit up with joy, and as if afraid he would change his mind, it immediately disappeared into the shadow on the ground and entered a dormant state. Unless its master personally awakens it, it will not wake up on its own.
Han Tao circulated his spiritual energy and waited until he had absorbed all the Dragon Blood Fruit and recovered half of the lost Heart Blood before slowly walking back.
After an incense stick had burned, Fu Mingxu's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
Zhang Hengbo waited nervously to the side, his heart pounding, fearing he would get bad news from him.
“There’s hope.” Fu Mingxu withdrew his chaotic energy and smiled. “Not only is there hope, but your junior sister will also benefit from this misfortune. As for how much good fortune she will have, it all depends on her luck afterward.”
Zhang Hengbo's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. He didn't even ask what good fortune he had received, only repeatedly saying, "It's good that everything is alright, it's good that everything is alright."
This is the eldest senior sister and his most beloved junior sister, who is also the disciple that Master is most worried about. If the eldest senior sister is gone and the junior sister cannot be awakened, even if he commits suicide and goes to the underworld, what face will he have to face Master?
Fu Mingxu also breathed a sigh of relief. He handed him the last Spring Eternity Pill: "Give her this pill. It will keep her life force from dissipating. Although her fusion with the Heavenly Profound Beast has made her spiritual quality more transparent and she is now of the highest grade, her consciousness sea has been damaged due to the Soul Search. She needs to be slowly nurtured."
"Perhaps, a Soul-Sustaining Pill can resolve this hidden danger."
This is the best solution for Zhang Yanran right now.
"Soul-Slaying Pill? Why have I never heard of it?" Zhang Hengbo's mind was in complete confusion, so he quickly asked.
Fu Mingxu patiently explained, "The sea of consciousness and the soul are closely connected. If your junior sister's sea of consciousness is damaged, then her soul is damaged, and naturally it must be repaired with a living soul."
"This Soul-Regenerating Pill is not a traditional medicine; it can be said to harm people's lives, as it is intended to replenish souls with souls."
"That's the tricky part of this matter. Your junior sister merged with the Heavenly Profound Beast. The pure mountain energy hates those with impure thoughts and who have been tainted by evil deeds. Otherwise, it wouldn't have resisted Feng You before, but instead chose to merge with your junior sister on the spot."
"Moreover, I'm afraid no one can refine this Soul-Sustaining Pill nowadays."
Even Fu Mingxu himself had only seen them in ancient books. The books his father left him recorded the properties of many elixirs, but not all of them had recipes.